Disclaimer: Not mine.

Summary:

Actually it is just a collection of drabbles, semi-AU, about Kenshin when he was still active as Hitokiri Battousai. But in this story there will be Kaoru, which was about 2 years younger than Kenshin. I hope that no OOC-ness here. Enjoy…

One.

"Blush"

She was 13 when the first time she met the boy. Katsura-san said that he was a samurai. One of his samurais. She was hard to believe at first, a boy who was just a year older than her was fighting for restoration. He was a samurai. This also meant that he was a killer. Well no samurai would be happy to be called a killer but in her eyes, samurai and killer were just the same.

She knew that staring at someone, especially from different gender, was not allowed for a girl. Especially the one from low class like her. But she just could not help it. She never saw anything as beautiful as he was. Red hair and his eyes… what was it… gold? When she realized that the boy caught her staring at him, she quickly turned around and ran to the kitchen, which made the Okami warned her with. She could feel the blush in her face.

He was 14, soon would be 15 when his new master took him to the inn which was also an undercover headquarter for the Meiji knights. Katsura-san talked to the Okami and introduced him. The Okami said that she would take care of him but he did not really focus on what the old lady said. What caught his eyes was a girl that stood shyly behind the Okami.

The girl's kimono was already too old. Her body was thin and he knew that she was from a poor family. Just like him. She was so young, may be just one or two years younger than him. But she was beautiful. With black long silky hair that tied with an old blue ribbons which was as blue as her eyes. The girl was staring at him. He sighed, may be it was his hair. Everybody always thought that his red hair was scary. Or even worse, weird. When she realized that he looked at her too he could see the blush in her face. With the blush on her face, she ran quickly into the kitchen. He was glad that she did that. He did not want she recognized his own blush over his face.

A.n:

tell me if it sucks, I won't continue it and delete it, if it is so,..